Unfortunately I am of the age when the darks of my hair are turning lighter. I do not believe in the age old myth that pulling white hairs out means more will come in their place. I believe if you pull them out, they will be gone!
Well this morning Elsa was lying in my bed next to me and suddenly cried out, “Mom, you’ve got a zebra hair!” I winced and asked her to pull it out but she claimed she had made a mistake and it had gone.
Now I am afraid the back of my head looks like a zebra crossing. Thank goodness for the cold weather – perfect excuse to wear my hat morning, noon and night.